Chapter 484: Turning the Tide (Two More Requests for Subscription)

In the first battle of Yanmen Pass, tens of thousands of grain and grass of the Turkic army were burned. Templars,

The Turkic cavalry of more than 90,000 people was hopeless in attacking the city and began to retreat overnight.

In the early morning of the second day, under the Yanmen Pass, the garrison of the Turkic army was already empty. All that was left was charred black land, and the grain and grass that was still smoking.

The rescuers retreated, and Ashinabate, who was surrounded in the Loess Slope generation, became a turtle in an urn.

Under the joint strangulation of Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu's two armies, they all died in the early morning of the second day and the Loess Slope generation.

In the first battle of Loess Slope, the number of enemies killed totaled more than 30,000.

In addition to the more than 20,000 people under Ashinabat who were all killed, there were also Turkic cavalry who came to the rescue, and after leaving more than 15,000 corpses, they retreated in disarray.

After the war, Zhou Yafu and Wang Xirang's military reports were the same.

The enemy stubbornly resisted and refused to surrender, and the second general had no choice but to order the soldiers to kill all the Turks in the encirclement.

According to the military newspaper, the number of beheadings of the two generals totaled more than 15,000.

As for the remaining 15,000 first-level military merits, the two generals had a good heart, and they all pushed it on the old wolf.

In this battle, the old wolf legion, which was responsible for blocking reinforcements, suffered from the enemy on its back. Heavy casualties. An army of 20,000 remained, and by the early morning of the next day, less than 7,000 remained.

On the slopes of the forest farm, corpses were strewn all over the field, and rivers of blood flowed.

Diagonally inserted spear steel knives, covered with frost. The broken banner still stood firmly above the position. With the bitter cold wind, whirring and fluttering.

When Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu's army exterminated Ashinabate's troops and ascended to the position of the forest farm, they saw the tragic situation. Rao is two generals have experienced a hundred battles and are used to seeing countless killings, at this time, they can't help but tears rolling down, and their hearts are sad.

Of the 20,000 warriors, there were less than 7,000 remnants left overnight. Moreover, almost everyone is wounded.

Even the commander in the army, the old wolf, broke a leg.

Looking at the soldiers who survived, supported each other, and looked tired and bloody, Zhou Yafu, who had read fifty years, squatted on the ground, covered his face, and cried bitterly.

In the heavy twilight, Wang Xirang and Zhou Yafu supported the old wolf with a broken leg, and then took the lead in kneeling. The soldiers who were all over the mountains behind them knelt on one knee to see off the 13,000 Da Zhou men who died in the forest farm.

After sending the old wolf away, Wang Xirang, who was expressionless, gave the last order.

The 3,000 Turks who abandoned their weapons and surrendered were all beheaded to commemorate the heroic souls of the Great Zhou who died in this battle.

……

After Lu Heng glanced at the military newspaper, he knew that there were a lot of vague words in the military newspaper, but he didn't bother to dig deeper.

In the battle of Loess Slope, Zhou Yafu and Wang Xirang suffered great losses. The red-eyed soldiers were filled with grief and indignation when they saw their comrades who had fallen beside them.

Even if there was a massacre of prisoners, it was understandable.

The emotions of the soldiers need to be released, they need to be vented.

This is the most important thing.

As for the Turks......

Oh, since they dare to come, they must be mentally prepared for this.

War!

Lu Heng sighed in his heart, put down the military report, and slowly stood up.

Beside him, Agui sent the cotton robe over.

After Lu Heng put on the cotton robe, he slowly walked out of the city tower.

Behind him, Agui followed step by step.

Outside, the wind was much lighter.

But the temperature is still frighteningly low.

At this time, the sky is not yet fully lit. The clouds in the eastern sky are bright red in the morning glow.

Between the valleys, a thin layer of mist floated.

The continuous mountains are like dragons meandering through the clouds, vicissitudes of life.

The dilapidated Yanmen Xiongguan, in this thin mist, is like an island in the sea of clouds.

Standing at the head of the city, a slight cold wind is blowing in your face.

Some messy hair, gently fluttering in the wind.

The sleepiness of a sleepless night, moistened by this cold air, is much less. ，

Lu Heng stood at the head of the city with his hands behind his back. I glanced at the mountains in the hazy sea of clouds in the distance.

Thinking of the extremely tragic battle last night, I couldn't help but sigh a little in my heart, and sighed slightly.

Turning his head, he saw that behind the battlements, the soldiers were sleeping soundly with spears and crossbows.

Lu Heng smiled and walked over slowly.

Bending down, he picked up a slippery sheepskin and gently draped it over the soldier who was leaning against the battlements, his face bloodied before it could be washed away

Behind him, Agui smiled and looked warm.

The two walked slowly on the castle tower, silent.

After a while, the sun erupted from the eastern horizon.

In an instant, ten thousand golden rays of light broke through the night. The light glow of the morning sun turned half of the sky red.

The clouds that shrouded the mountains were dyed with a thin layer of golden light. And the continuous mountains that roam like a dragon are covered with a layer of golden glow.

The breeze blew and rattled.

Lu Heng pressed his hands on the battlements, with a trace of indescribable excitement in his eyes.

After taking a deep breath, he exhaled the turbid air in his chest.

"Mountain, hurry up and whip up the saddle. Looking back, three feet from the sky! ”

"The mountains, the sea and the rivers are rolling. The galloping is urgent, and the battle of thousands of horses is still in full swing. ”

"The mountain, piercing the blue sky, is not broken. The heavens want to fall, and they depend on it. ”

Lang Lang's voice, with an indomitable heroism, echoed in this sea of clouds in the mountains, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The wind is strong, the snow is rising, and the clouds are scattering.

The rising sun finally casts golden light on the earth. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains bathed in the golden morning glow, at this time, bursting with intoxicating colors.

After Lu Heng took a deep breath, he turned his head and looked at Ah Gui, with a calm and deep look in his eyes.

"Agui, send a military report to Tokyo."

"Yes!" Ah Gui stepped forward and pulled out rice paper and a brush from his arms. Standing beside Lu Heng, waiting for the battle report of the military advisor.

"Yanmen victory: In this battle, the sergeants were brave and the soldiers were fearless. More than 30,000 were beheaded. The main Turkic forces were defeated and retreated for hundreds of miles. Our army will advance northward on the same day, approaching Yinshan.

In addition, the significance of this battle lies in the fact that it will turn the entire tide of the war in one fell swoop, and from then on, our army will officially enter the stage of strategic offensive. Sweeping Mobei, just around the corner! ”

After reading this, Lu Heng's tone paused slightly.

After taking a deep breath, Lu Heng turned his head, looked at the thousands of miles in the north, and sighed: "From now on, my Great Zhou soldiers will use blood and courage to tell the world that the era when the Turkic army ravaged the northern part of the Great Zhou will be gone forever!" ”

……

Tokyo

The bustling city of Tokyo, which is usually bustling and prosperous, is already asleep at this time.

The streets are cold and few pedestrians.

A thin layer of mist, illuminated by the rising sun, gradually dissipated. The bluestone streets, which had been moistened by fog all night, reflected dazzling brilliance in this dawn.

In the palace, there are many guards and they are heavily guarded.

At this time, it was not yet the time of the early dynasty. In the clean square, only a group of guards passed by. The sound of neat footsteps came from a distance, and gradually drifted away.

In the crevices of the smooth stone slabs, there is occasionally a dry grass, standing proudly in this cold wind.

At this time, the morning light is slightly dewed. A drop of dew on the leaves of the withered grass reflects a charming brilliance in this dawn.

Funing Palace, the imperial study

Bright beams of light shone in through the windows and fell to the ground, a bright mottle.

The room was quiet, and the silence of the needle drop could be heard.

Li Dequan, the chief manager of Da Nei, who had changed into a new clothes, stood aside with a whisk in his hand.

"Your Majesty!" Li Dequan raised his sleeves and wiped the tears on his face because of excitement, and whispered to the emperor who had been sitting on the dragon chair for half an hour with tears and laughter.

On the dragon chair, the gray-haired emperor trembled slightly, and his eyes were hazy. looked at the military report sent from Yanmen overnight in his hand for a long time, and said nothing.

After hearing Li Dequan's voice beside him, the emperor raised his hand slightly and shook his head slightly.

After a long time, the Emperor took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe the moist corners of his eyes. Then with trembling hands, he slowly folded the good news and put it in his arms.

Leaning back on the dragon chair, after a long breath. With both hands on the armrests of the dragon chair, you have to stand up.

On one side, Li Dequan saw this and hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He stepped forward, helped the emperor, and slowly stood up.

"Your Majesty, do you want to show your ministers?" Li Dequan's eyes were red, and he was trembling when he spoke excitedly.

The emperor thought for a moment, shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand to sort out the dragon robe on his body, took a deep breath, and said in a trembling voice: "Go to Daqing Palace!" ”

"Yes!" Li Dequan responded in a low voice, and then slowly walked out of the offering table with the emperor in his arms.

The emperor took a deep breath and pushed away Li Dequan's support. Then he strode towards the door of the imperial study.

When he reached the entrance of the hall, the emperor stopped. Looking down at the nervous soldier on one knee. smiled slightly: "You are the soldier of Zhaowu Captain Hu Hansan?" ”

"Captain Hu is the boss of the villain!" The soldier was so nervous that he couldn't even finish his words, and said with his head buried deep and trembling.

"Soldier, keep your head up!" The Emperor stared at him and said in a deep voice.

When the soldier raised his head, the emperor was surprised to find that under the fluffy and messy black hair, it turned out to be a delicate face.

Looks like he's not even seventeen years old!

The emperor was stunned for a moment, with a kind smile on his face, and asked kindly, "What's your name?" ”

The soldier replied nervously: "Villain, the villain's name is Yang Manquan!" ”

"Yang full circle?" The emperor frowned and asked puzzledly, "Why did you come up with such a name?" ”

The soldier smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and said, "The villain's surname is Ben Yang." My father and mother said that when the sheep raised at home are full, the villain will be a rich man! Daddy always hoped that the villain would be promising, so she gave the villain such a name! ”

After hearing this name with a strong local flavor, the Emperor of the Nine Dragons Supreme did not laugh.

Looking at the thin body of the soldier, the emperor sighed slightly. He bent down and personally helped the soldier to his feet.

"Villain, villain, don't dare, Your Majesty, this ......" The soldier was so frightened that his face turned white.

The emperor shook his head with a smile, looked the soldier up and down, thought for a moment, and said, "Yang Manquan is not good, so let's give you a name." From now on, you will be called Yang Jiye! With countless aspiring young people all over the world, inherit the foundation of my Great Zhou Baishi! ”